From Slave To Queen (by Karyn Anderson) novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Eloise’s heart ached at the sight of Willow’s pitiful state.

Eloise stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the trembling Willow. Turning to Nicolas, she said, “I raised Willow mysell Don’t you think I know her better than anyone? She wouldn’t hurt a By; she can’t even stand the sight of a chicken being killed, let alone harm someone! How could you aspect Willow based on nothing but baseless accusations?”

Elise’s brows furrowed deeply. She ached for Willow, yet simmered with frustration at Athens. “She’s my own flesh and blood. How could my daughter be so at odds with her family? The thought weighed heavily on her.

“This is my fault–failed as a mother, she admitted to herself, gult washing over her. Eloise didn’t even nood to say anything–Nicolas was already drowning in guilt, unable to lift his head.

“What was thinking?” he berated himself. “How could I have doubted Willow just because of a few words from Athena

His hatred for Athena only deepened. Nicolas gently stroked Willow’s head. “It’s my fault,” he said softly. “Get some rest.” Nicolas gently stroked Willow’s head. “It’s my fault,” he said softly. “Get some rest.“”

Inside the room, Athena found her grandmother lying on the bed, her face ghostly pale.

Athena rushed forward in quick strides and dropped to her knees by the bed. “Grandma,” she whispered urgently, “Grandma, please wake up.”

The woman on the bed, Margaret, remained still. It felt as if a knife had sliced through Athena’s heart. The pain was so sharp it left her gasping for breath.

Athena quickly checked Margaret’s pulse, a look of shock spreading across her face. “Who would… who would poison Grandma?” she gasped in horror. Margaret wasn’tcritically ill. She had been poisoned,

Athena turned to Gwen. “Did Grandma eat anything unusual?”

Gwen thought for a moment before replying hastly, “Yesterday, the kitchen sent over some mushrooms. Her Ladyship found them so fresh and tasty that she ended up eating more than usual

“Are the mushrooms still here?” Mhena asked urgently.

“Yes, they’re still here,” Gwen replied quickly.

Gwen hastily retrieved the remaining mushrooms. Athena leaned in for a look, her eyes widening as she spotted quite a few white death caps still in the large bowl.

Now that she knew exactly what kind of mushroom poison it was, Athena felt a sense of calm selfie over her.

Athena immediately began administering acupuncture to her grandmother, then quickly wrote out a prescription and handed it to Gwen “Hurry, take this prescription and prepare the medicine!” she urged.

Gwen took it, acknowledged, and hurried out She thought to herself, “I wouldn’t dare entrust the preparation of the medicine to anyone else.”

Thirty minutes later, Athena carefully removed the acupuncture needles from her grandma’s body. Margaret, who had been unconscious for a long time, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of dark brown blood. Athena swiftly grabbed a spittoon to catch it, then gently wiped her grandma’s mouth with a cloth.

All her efforts finally paid off. Before long Margaret’s eyes slowly fluttered open.

When M

Margaret finally recognized the person in front of her as Athena, she managed a faint, weak smile and whispered, “Athena…is that really you?”

Athena let out a breath she’d been holding, her eyes welling with tears as she nodded. “Yes, Grandma, it’s me

“Don’t cry” Margaret whispered weakly, struggling to lift her hand to gently wipe away Athena’s Dears.

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Chapter 224

Athena immediately grasped her hand and said softly, “Grandma, you’ve just woken up. Please rest now.” Athena took an antidote pill from her embroidered pouch and gently fed it to Granilma.

Margaret willingly opened her mouth and swallowed the pil

Just then, Gwen came in with the freshly brewed medicine. The moment she saw Margatet mwake, Gwen burst into tears. “My Lady, you scared this servant to death! Thank heavens Lady Athena’s masterful medical skills brought you back.”

Tears slipped down her cheeks as an icy chill settled in here. Never once had her meals g

Margaret reached out and clutched Athena’s hand, struggling to whisper,” I’m alright, Athena, you must leave…” A wave of dizziness and nausea washed over her, making every word a struggle. But she absolutely couldn’t let them succeed.

Margaret tried to speak, but having just woken up, she was too weak. Not a single word could escape her lips.

They exchanged nervous glances, each eyeing the others, but none dared to confess. Athena pointed a commanding finger at the head maid. “You. Speak up.”

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